Our first and last Romance...
Summary: "I don't care who you are, I fell in love with you & I will continue loving you till the end of time" If only he had told her those gentle words the day he found out she was a model in disguise. After all, she loved him even if he was a heartless ex-con.
Disclaimer: I do NOT! Own Cardcaptor Sakura or its characters.
Main Pairings: Syaoran / Sakura
Author's Note: I'm back... Sorry for the long wait. I've been pretty busy these days but I do intend to finish this story so bare with me. Thank you, Thank you, for your reviews. I hope you enjoy this next chapter.
Chapter 3
Syaoran quickly held onto the ledge with one hand and the other onto the girl's wrist as tight as he could. He looked down and watched as the waves crashed onto the sharp jagged rocks that were waiting for their deathly fall below them.
"AHH" Sakura screamed as she looked in the same direction the stranger was and immediately she began to tremble with fear. Ever since she was young, she had developed a fear of heights, after her step mother dangled her off a 40 level building for sharing her food with the needy. Ever since then, she grew a disliking to heights and did her best as possible to avoid them.
"I'm too young to die!" she complained.
Syaoran fought the urge to roll his eyes at her stupidity and focused more on trying to lift the both them up to safety. He knew it wouldn't be so difficult if the girl in his hands stopped moving around and stopped screaming off the top of her lungs like a little girl. It was disrupting and very frustrating not only for him but for his sensitive ears.
"Shut the hell up and stop moving" he growled at her.
Sakura looked up at the emotionless amber eyes from before and found that he was boring holes into her with the glare he was giving.
"Sorry, I just don't like heights" she replied.
"Do I care? Keep it up and I will not hesitate to let you go".
"You wouldn't dare" Sakura gasped and stared wide eyed towards him. Surely no one was that cruel.
"Try me" he retorted.
She immediately shut her mouth the moment she saw the fire and seriousness not only in his voice but in his eyes. They were so serious that one look into those amber pools could kill you.
"Good. Now climb up on top of me". Syaoran ordered her.
"What?" Sakura asked with a shocked expression on her face. "Are you out of you mind? Have you seen how high it is? It's hard enough for me to lift a five year old kid, what makes you think that I can lift myself up?"
Syaoran felt his brow begin to twitch. He was doing his best not to lash out at this girl and cause them to both fall to their deaths, but every single word that come out of her mouth, he felt like wanting to do something to shut her up.
"Do you want to be bloody saved or not!" he yelled at her annoyed. "It's fine with me if you don't. It's one less person for the world to care about".
Those words stung, though she knew that she shouldn't take those cruel words to heart. After all, he was just a total stranger with what seems to be some sort of anger issues. She looked at his stone cold amber eyes one more time. How someone could turn out to be so heartless was beyond her, but she would have to put up with it if she wanted to be saved.
Quickly she took a hold of his legs and with all her might, did her best to climb on him.
"This is stupid" she whispered to herself as she wrapped her arms around Syaoran's neck.
Syaoran ignored her comment and began to pull both of them up, when all of a sudden a gasp escaped from her lips and suddenly he noticed that she had gotten somewhat lighter. He thought nothing of it however and continued on his ascent. When both of his feet touched the ground he noticed that there was a silence. No screaming, no complaining, no whinging and there was no annoying voice whatsoever. It was just plain silence.
Turning around in a circle he had realised that she wasn't there, not on his back or around him.
He quickly ran over to the ledge and looked down. To his dismay he found the girl holding onto a rock trying to reach for something shiny close by.
"Almost got it" he heard her whisper.
He felt the need to punch something really bad. All he had sacrificed for her, all his cuts and bruises, all he risked his life for were for nothing, because what she was risking her life for seemed to be more important. He slammed his fists on the ground and angrily looked over to see what the stupid bimbo was reaching for, and the moment he saw what it was, he j felt like jumping off the ledge.
You have got to be kidding me.
"Are you mentally impaired or something" he glared at her and watched as she struggled towards the blasted object.
"No" was Sakura's short reply and continued on reaching out her hand towards her precious possession.
"After all the things I did for you...you go and throw it all away for that stupid thing" he growled and began to walk away, seething and in a fit of anger. He didn't need any of this at the moment. He had a lot more important things to do and worry about, than waste his time on such insignificant matters. He placed his hands in his pockets and walked away from her, leaving her there to fend for herself.
He only got as far as a few meters before he spoke a few profanities under his breath and walked back. He didn't know why he did it, but something inside of him told him that he had to go back or he else he would be making one of the biggest mistakes of his life.
It didn't really make sense because this girl was so insignificant that truthfully, she wasn't really worth his time. He was only doing this because...
Why was he doing this?
Shaking his thoughts out of the way, he looked down at the struggling girl.
"Leave the damn shoe alone" he ordered, stretching arm towards her and holding out his hand.
Sakura looked up. "Oh your back", she replied nonchalantly, pretending that him leaving her didn't affect her at all. "And it's not a damn shoe. It's Mr Loui to you".
She had named the damn shoes...
He glared at her reply. Here he was holding out his hand like a complete fool, waiting for her to grab hold of them and all she could do was give him attitude. He waited and waited and waited. When he realised that the shoe was more important than him, he grabbed a rock the size of his hands and threw it at the wretched item that she seemed to be so fond of, making it fall from it's spot.
"No, No, NO!" Sakura screamed as she watched her precious gold stilettos fall into the deep ocean, disappearing out of her sight and lost into the abyss, forever.
"Mr Loui" she whispered.
She felt hot heavy tears began to cascade down her porcelain face at the loss of her most valuable possession in the entire world. It was so valuable that even her billions of dollars could never be enough to buy it.
How could he be so horrible? She kept replaying in her head. She looked up into the sky.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Too deep in thought, she didn't realise that she was standing back on dry land, face to face with that amber eyed man, who was staring at her like she wasn't even there at all.
She wanted scream, she wanted to yell and be angry at him but she just couldn't find the strength to do so. She was just too tired and exhausted both physically and mentally to do anything.
She shook her head in disappointment and began to walk away just like what he did to her.
She left him to stare at her retreating form and left him to watch as she took off her one remaining shoe and start to walk on her bare feet.
He couldn't understand just how a shoe could be so valuable. It was after all just a worthless shoe. It didn't even have a heart or a life.
He noticed her turn around to look at him, her eyes all watery and red. He could tell that she had been crying and the look on her face and the way she held her body, he could tell he had upset her deeply.
"Just to let you know, those shoes were given to me by my parents just before they passed away. It is the only thing I had left of them".
Syaoran just stared at her blankly. Did he care?
"But, thank you anyway for saving my life". Sakura said giving him a weak smile before walking away from him and his life.
He watched her for a few seconds confused by her actions, before he turning the opposite direction and going his own way.
A man with silver hair and gentle light brown eyes stared out the tinted window of the moving white limousine and watched as the car drive through the abandoned town.
Not many dared to enter there because of the gruesome stories and rumours of what had happened many years ago but for the one he cared about, he was willing to do anything and everything, even if it meant risking his life for them. He would do it.
"So why are we driving in such an eerie place?" he asked as he turned his head towards the man sitting beside him.
The other man in the expensive Armani suit said nothing, too deep in his thoughts. He too was looking out the tinted window, as if searching for someone.
"Touya"
The silver man placed a hand on his broad shoulder and snapped him out of his thoughts.
"Sorry Yuki" the man replied as he looked out the window again, his intense dark brown eyes darted from side to side. "I just got this strong feeling that I should be here".
Yukito understood and nodded. He knew that Touya hadn't experienced something like this since the day Sakura went away.
He completely broke down and his life had become a mess. The loss of his parents was hard enough on him, but the absence of his one and only younger sister in his life was enough for him to lose himself. It was way too much for him to handle, which was part of the reason why he had somehow lost his abilities to sense things. Right now however, something must have happened or is about to happen for him to get his abilities back, something bad.
Sakura was now walking barefoot and on her tippy toes feeling slightly dejected and unwell. She came to Japan looking for some fun, new adventure and a fresh start in life, but all she's been receiving from the moment she got here were problems, troubles and disappointments. Things weren't going as she had hoped or planned. Then again when she thought about it, nothing ever did.
She sighed as she looked around her surroundings and realised that she was completely and utterly lost. No one was around for her to ask where she was and not a store was open for her to buy a new pair of shoes.
"Just great" she whispered to herself. "Maybe I was never meant to come here at all".
She continued on walking when suddenly she heard young child's voice. Her eyes lit up thinking that she could grab some help and quickly she headed towards the direction it was coming from.
Once the boy came into view, she immediately hid behind a post box and peeked out at the little boy that had stolen her luggage not too long ago.
The Brat! He's getting chocolate all over my luggage.
She watched as the little boy was gaze around him as if he was waiting for someone to come. She ignored it and quickly she hid behind various objects to get to her luggage, making sure that the boy didn't see her. She got closer and closer and just as she got close to her bag, she quickly grabbed the handle while he was not looking.
"I think this belongs to me" Sakura glared towards the boy.
He had caused her so much trouble from the moment she got here and wasted so much of her time, that it wasn't funny. He was the main reason why she was lost in the middle of nowhere in the first place.
"No it's mine you stupid old hag". The boy retorted and grabbed the bottom of her luggage. "I had it first".
"You brat, you stole this off me".
"Did not!" he yelled
"Did too!"
"Did not"
"Did too".
Sakura knew that she was practically acting childish but it couldn't be helped. She was dealing with a little kid after all.
Just when she opened her mouth to say something mean, four Cadillac cars came around the corner and stopped in front of her. Eight men stepped out of the car wearing leather jackets and pants, and what looks like very expensive leather shoes. The guns and knives they held were visible on their belts, and the other weapons they held were in their hands.
She gulped and began to shake as her eyes grew wide in realisation at the situation she was in and immediately she started to panic.
Off all the luck...First day back and I've already messed with the mafia.
No one was there to help her; she was defenceless and shoeless, making it a bit difficult for her to run. The stranger she met not too long ago wasn't around so she could ask for help, though she knew that he would probably just let her get shot anyway.
She had to think of some way to escape and quick or else she was just as good as dead.
Think..Think..
As she was trying to find an escape plan in her head, an older and slightly rounder man, wearing the same outfit stepped out of the car and walked towards the little boy.
"Papa!" Chad beamed as he ran towards the round man and jumped on top of him. "I missed you".
Uh oh... were all the words that came to her at that particular moment. She had been messing with the mafia's son. How could her life get any worse?
"What's wrong? Why are you shaking?" The man asked his son in concern.
She knew from the moment Chad gave her the, I'm so going to get you back face, that he was about to make her life a living hell.
"That dinosaur over there hit me in the head and the face really hard, then she stole my bag and then she ate my chocolate". He sobbed as he wiped his fake tears. "Then she said I was ugly and that my parents were probably just as ugly as I was".
All eyes turned towards her.
She laughed nervously as she placed a hand at the back of her head and took a step back.
"He's lying, I would never say or do such a thing".
"Liar, you even got the chocolate on your dress to prove it". Char retorted.
Sakura looked down at her dress and sure enough there was a big chocolate stain stuck on there from when he had thrown it at her earlier.
The man put Chad down and with a murderous glare; he began to walk towards her, followed by the other men whom had decided to surround her.
"How dare you disrespect my son". He said as he took his gun and aimed it towards her.
Sakura put her hands up in defence.
"I never did such a thing".
"You expect me to believe you over him?"
Yes..
The men around her took out their guns and aimed it towards her. The round man began to place bullets into his revolver in fury and very slowly began to pull the trigger, just to antagonise her.
All sakura could do was close her eyes and pray that someone would come and save her and that she would live.
"No one messes with my son and gets away with it". He heard the man growl.
Time passed by so slowly as she waited for the loud bang that was going to end her short and unfulfilled life, but it never came. Slowly but surely she opened her eyes to find the reason why, only to find the man with a sly smirk upon his face, sending shivers up her spine. She knew that whatever he was thinking in his sick twisted head wasn't good.
"You fellas can have fun with her first, that way when you dispose of her, she leaves this world a dirty trash bag".
What? You have got to be kidding me.
She would have rather been shot dead a thousand times than be touched in such a manner.
The round man glared at her one more time before taking her luggage, and scooping up Chad in his arms and stepping into the car. She managed to catch Chad poking out his tongue before the car left.
She will definitely get him back someday.
The men came closer and closer towards her and she immediately began to hyperventilate. It was a condition she had when she was scared out of her wits or when she was out of breath. Sometimes, it got so bad that she would faint and end up in hospital for quite some time. Focusing around her, she noticed that they were only inches away. She really wanted to run but her legs were like jelly and her brain was in complete melt down. She didn't know what to do.
She curled herself up into a ball and hugged her knees tight, rocking back and forth like a scared little child.
Someone please...
"Help" she whispered desperately with tears in her eyes, as one of the men grabbed her by the shoulders and roam their hands around her.
She began to cry even more.
Her innocence was going to be taken away from her, after she had been saving herself for the right man. She never pictured her losing it this way.
She closed her eyes tight. Soon she was really going to be a dirty trash bag.
Just as the hands were about to roam to her chest, a man's voice rang through her ears.
"Never touch a lady in such a dishonourable manner!" she heard him yell. Relieve shot through her at the thought of being saved. They had answered her prayers.
She heard grunts, yelling and not very nice words being thrown around, as a new voice entered the scene.
Unsure of what was happening, she blocked her ears to drown out the noise.
"It's okay miss, everything is fine now", she heard the soft voice say behind her.
Very slowly she opened her eyes and turned around to see who her saviours were and the moment she laid eyes on them, a mixed wave of emotions rushed through her entire body.
It can't be, can it?
She stared at the silver haired man for a little while, trying to see if it was really him standing right in front of her. The moment he gave her a smile, she knew it was definitely the right man she was thinking of.
"Yukito!" she cried jumping to embrace him, still shaken from the incident. "Thank you".
Yukito looked at the girl slightly bewildered and unsure of what to do with her in his arms. The only thing he could think of was to pat her against the back.
Did he know her?
Sakura let go of him and then her eyes landed on the other man who had his arms crossed and facing the other direction. Dark brown hair, brown eyes, frowns always on his face and hanging with Yukito, it could only be one person.
"Touya!"she ran towards him with tears of joy. Offcourse the one person she knew she could depend on when things were bad, was her older brother and Yukito, her heroes.
Touya wasn't prepared for her and was about to fall but quickly regained his balance as he fought to get out of the girl's deathly embrace.
"Get off me" he growled and struggled against her.
Sakura quickly let go.
"How do you know us?" Yukito asked slightly bewildered.
"It's me Sakura" she beamed.
They both looked at her like she was crazy.
Sakura sighed. "It's me Sakura, your little sister".
Touya gave a snort and then a dangerous glare towards her. "Never impersonate my sister or use her name. It's lowly and disrespectful".
Yukito just stood there and said nothing as he examined her carefully.
"But it's really me". She whispered under her breath.
"You look nothing like her, she would never wear such wretched and distasteful clothes and Sakura does not live in Japan, so get the hell away from me, if you know what's good for you".
She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Had they forgotten her? She started to sob at the thought of being forgotten by her own brother. The one person she really needed at the moment didn't remember her and it hurt.
She was about to turn around and walk away to stop making a fool of herself, when she soon realised the reason why they couldn't remember. She looked around to see if anyone was watching and when the coast was clear, she quickly lifted off her wig and quickly showed him her two birth marks in the shape of wings on the back of her neck.
However, it still wasn't enough to convince him.
"Anyone can have auburn hair, and for the birthmark? For all I know you could have just gotten that tattooed on. It still doesn't prove to me anything. Stop wasting my time".
"Oh for crying out loud!" Sakura said in frustration. She just remembered just how hard it was to deal with him. She began to clear her throat so that she could sing favourite song.
Here goes nothing...
"If you love me like you tell me, please be gentle with my heart".
Touya was dumbfounded as he watched her take off her contacts, to reveal her emerald eyes, their mother's emerald eyes.
"You can take it, Just don't break it, or my world will fall apart. You were my first ro..." but before she could finished the verse, she was trapped in a tight embrace. It was tighter than the one she had given him.
"You can shut up now. Your singing will cause an earthquake". He said holding onto her tighter.
Sakura ignored his comment for the sake of the moment and returned the hug. She was finally reunited with her big brother.
Touya couldn't believe after so many years of separation, his little sister had come back to him and for the first time in who knows how long, a smile became evident on his face. No money in the world could bring him this much happiness. She was back in his life and there was nothing in the world that he wanted more than his little sister by his side and under his protection.
He made a promise to himself that no one will hurt and harm her anymore, and he will never let her out of his sight again.
Breaking news...
Model/Actress/ heiress to her father's company Sakura Kinomoto, has been reported to have dropped all the projects she has been doing, called off the wedding to business tycoon Kyu Hashi and has left the country of France to take a break from show business. No one knows for sure how long she will be, however in Tomoyo Daidouiji statement earlier this morning, it seems that it might be for a long time. She was last seen in her photo shoot yesterd...
The middle aged woman, who was relaxing in her hot tub, smelling of fine and expensive aroma's and surrounded by gorgeous younger men, threw her champagne glass against the wall in a fit of anger. She grabbed the television and threw it to the ground and then screamed off the top of her lungs.
She was not happy, nor impressed by what her step daughter had done. She had many sinister things planned for Sakura after she had gotten married but now they were all going down the drain, after many years of planning.
She immediately grabbed her phone and dialled a number.
"Look for that worthless little whore now. Have her gagged up and beaten up till she can't walk anymore, and then send her back to me! I don't want a single space on her skin without a bruise you got that?" she yelled into her phone and slammed it shut.
She wasn't going to put up with her childish little pranks anymore. It will be the last time Sakura Kinomoto ran away from her and she was going to make sure of that.
To be continued.
The song Sakura sang and main inspiration for this story is by Jose Mari Chan, First Romance.